Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

One Avocado Slice

"I'm sorry, Yang! I even bought a five-seed testpack this morning, and it's been delivered too! I'm so sure, to do the initial test here! But, when I go to the bathroom, nongol the guest!" Harris patiently heard his wife's story about the failed test. His hands were endlessly caressing his wife's back. Warm and soft. Not infrequently, it raises a swish similar to an earthquake detector graph. Up and down, in rhythm with the movement of fingers that often give a gentle massage. Every now and then, he wiped away the tears that melted down his wife's cheeks.

"Have the story finished?" Harris pounded the tapered cheek with the tip of the nose pressing gently. Decak who did not touch the pipipun also sounded. Kira nodded, shedding the rest of her still hanging tears.

"Let's eat then! Let's take a bribe, yeah!" Harris was still staring at his wife from the right side. Looking at the full abundance of love.

Kira shifts her body down, "I'm going to the bathroom first huh, Yang!"

"Heem, don't be long! The food is not good, the wind!" Harris orders while handing out a bag containing his wife's treasure.

"Yes, Yang!" Kira took the package and sauntered into the bathroom.

[You're responsible, Vi! My product failed again]

Harris sent a message to Vivian. It was followed by a fire that he sent out several tens of times.

"Eror your app, Vi! Burning with my anger!" Harris murmured in his heart. His teeth clashed against each other within his tightly clenched lips.

Harris immediately straightened his body that was originally leaning lazily on the sofa, when the bathroom door stuck open. He did some facial gymnastics for a while to return it to the figure of the wife-loving man.

As soon as Kira sat down next to him, Harris immediately pointed at his wife with chopsticks that were stamped on the rice rolls.

He excitedly caught the chopsticks into the clasps of his lips with a smile. Cute, puffed cheeks that make it cute.

"Eat a lot and be healthy! Don't poke or fry the mulu at the meal!" Harris said between meals alternating with his wife.

Let alone chopsticks, just change clothes. And also....

Enjoy eating with that ex-husband.

"Which, we're honeymoon again yuk!" Connect Harris who is still thrusting chopsticks in Kira's lip line. Kira could not answer, her mouth full and there was no stopping Harris stuffing food into her mouth.

I wave his hand at the stop sign. Drag. Kira swallowed it.

"What a weirdo! There's an avocado in the rice, don't you think?" Kira took one of the rice and looked at the contents. "Are there really?!"

"Avocado juice will, a piece of gini won't do it?" Harris pulled the greenish yellow fruit out and ate it. Harris smacked a thin slice of the fruit in his mouth. "Don't want to!"

"Usually you don't want avocado, how do you want it now?" Kira looked at her husband who took the entire avocado slice and ate it.

"I'm disgusted by the color and the thrill of drinking it, I guess! If it's in sliced form, it doesn't feel bad even if it's weird!" Harris replied indifferently while continuing to tinker at the rice rolls until they became random because he looked for them until they were completely left alone.

"Restimate everything then! The one with the raw fish I don't want! Amis!" Kira stuck out her tongue. For that one, Kira was really emoh. Just imagine, he shuddered.

"Eat the others then! This is let me spend it all! It's a shame if it's the same for Mr. Satpam!" Harris pointed at another box with his chopsticks.

Kira opens the box in pink teasing. Sweet. "Well, Yang! It's so pretty, baby when it comes to eating!"

I was amazed, amazed. Donuts with colorful toppings that look very sweet. Kira's fingers impatiently plucked one doughnut with a soft pink glaze, and the shoots-like grooves of the white nail plant.

Harris was about to grieve, but, apparently, the wheel-shaped food had landed smoothly on his wife's lips, leaving sugar cream on the corner of his lips. Harris shook his head, seeing the woman silent with her mouth full and a donut crib on her lap.

"Darling, another penny, yeah, that doughnut! Gemes are just like her pretty topping!" Kira clasped her hands under her chin. His face was happy.

"Tomorrow! You ate a lot! It's not good to eat too much sweet!" Harris who was halfway to the door turned around again. He was about to return to his office after a very long lunch. He stretched out his hand, gently combing his wife's hair.

Kira scowled, disappointed. Just as his lips opened slightly, Harris had already placed an index finger over his lips.

"I don't like the lips that love this demo! So, obey your husband or, I'll teach you a lesson you can never forget!" Harris rubbed a slight squeeze over Kira's lower lip, as if something was spilling from there.

Kira blocked the old ash-clad arm, bringing it back to Harris' side. "Go, I'm afraid you've changed your mind!"

Kira shuddered in horror, imagining the hand pressing down on her just now. His stomach immediately shook. Kira stepped back with her hands smothering her own mouth. In the accompaniment of her husband's evil grin.

***

[That failed, am I wrong? Are your seeds not quality?]

A message from Vivian made Harris inflamed. That little lady really underestimated me, her inner self.

Harris hurriedly replied. His face turned serious.

[Yes there is wrong, give this advice but it is not proven! I'm not sure you graduate expert doctors make children?]

[Lo wants a spit so? 2-fold transfer, tomorrow bini lo!]

"Damn it," Harris threw his phone to the side. Landing smoothly in a soft chair.

Johan was surprised, "There's a problem, sir?"

"Transfer the cupu 2 times!" Harris' orders to Johan.

"Be aware that there are no results!" Mumbled Harris.

"Well, sir," replied Johan understanding his Master's intentions.

[Later I transfer, I'm still on the road]

[That's dong! Don't bother me! I want to marry]

Harris laughed reading Vivian's last reply. The woman who used to love him was always stiff with others, but not with him.

[A really good guy who wants to get married? Get ready to faint you attacked Hendra]

[Yes, I was so happy that I wanted to escape]

Harris laughed out loud, if only this car did not run, could be rolled so hard he laughed. He did not expect, the stiff woman could be funny to him, only to a Harris.

***

"Brother Melisa, you can come out now! The reporter retracted his report, due to lack of evidence!" Said one of the men in uniform.

Melisa who had since returned to the cell just kept quiet and pondered, was shocked to hear it. Between joy and fear. Outside he had nothing and nobody. Here, even though she was a sickle at least, she was safe from threats that could have abused her. In silence, Melisa walked out while hugging her outer.

Heat. Paving blocks with grass in between, as if absorbing sunlight. Save it for grilling the skin-clad meat that stepped on it.

That smooth leg, on tiptoes, however, was not uncommon to step on it impatiently. Not because someone shady welcomed him. Nope. But, this yard that was only a few yards felt very torturous from above and below.

"Wear it!" A young man with a neat shirt, shiny pantofel shoes and his black hair neatly combed. Plastic thrusting containing women's sandals. He confirmed the position of the rangsel, before passing by without looking at Melisa again.

Melisa's two eyes followed the man's steps until it was lost in the glass door swallow far in front of her. Melisa blinked repeatedly, conscious, her legs were already ripe down there. He hastily opened the plastic and put it on both feet.

He looked at the door again, as if to thank me. Then, he stepped again leaving the place that was actually comfortable.

All the sights had not escaped the sight of a man from inside the car. He looked at the woman he had been with, feeling somehow. Iba but also the. Hate but also love. If he wanted to change, things would be easier.

It should be like this. The life in the line of God. Live and recharge.

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